Luyện nghe bài hát Played Like a Piano

King drunk again, yo, check this out, aww shit, aw shit
I wanna this song to all them motherfuckers out there
That, that, that perpentratin', perpetratin', perpin'tratin', wait,
(Eh but yo, Tee, man, what is this? What is this?)

Some shit for the King's anthology
And when I'm done, don't expect no
Stupid motherfuckers shoulda when I warned 'em
I'm from the Boondocks of Compton,

I'm just to whoop some ass
I to high school, but I flunked every class
So what makes you think I a fuck about respect?
put your bitch in check and I'll bet

You won't run up, son of a and a bitch, too
I shoulda did a drive by on you and your
'Cuz y'all be poppin' some shit unheard of
For you, what's the Uh, it's murder, son

When I be crushin' your with a passion
And I ain't talkin' that Jackson
When I you better run for ammo
Or get played like a fuckin'

And yo, we got my homeboy Ice
In the house from the
Lench Mob, what's up, nigger? And yo Ice
I heard you're a singer now, man, up? Yo, yo

Do ray me but I don't sing,
I kick shit the King, mothafucker
Ice Cube will clock the cash, rock the
And if you run up, sock your ass

And watch eye get swollen
'Cuz I'm playin' niggas like Beethoven
So bust a cap or and die
Yul Brynner, it's still The King and I

Cuz where I'm the sun don't shine
So one time I only bust one rhyme
But I bust one more for the
Last year I was Ruthless, now I'm Lenchin'

And you'll see in a tree, MCs and
Now they're lookin' for me, King Tee, and
Now every nigga that crossed me's
I played their ass like a fuckin' piano

Yo, check out, we got my homeboy
in the motherfuckin' house from the L.A. Posse
And he got shit to holler
Come on, man, bust shit

Well, I'm-a take the mic like it was a move
Run with the as long as the track moves
Hot as lava, organized like a
Serve you, crew, him

And them and a couple of rap-saps who they can get butt
You slipped and shit, so nitwit, just get the
Stealin' your high hopes, watchin' you notes
Better walk a chalk line, not a tightrope

Rap slicker, thicker, than others, then I stop swift
from 1st to 5th, while you stop to shoplift
Take the mic stand whenever the duty
If I bust a nut for every rhyme I had, I'd get blue

Serious as drama, watch her say, "Me too
You're than Michu, your rhymes are see-through
You're nothin' GQ, transparent, I made it apparent
I'm to wax and tax the incoherent

'Cuz B R E E Z E easily remain to be-e a top MC
When you see me, I a beanie, and not a Kangol
Now you got played, a fuckin' piano

This is a sample of three black Nigroes
Who up in the heart of the ghetto
Doin' what we had to just to ends meet
Some steal for a livin', some stand on the street, just

Some gang-bang, but big
They say in Compton, you gotta or get killed
Mothafuckin' police pull ya over, ya down
Then ya that your hood is their town

And I ain't goin' for no shit like
Cuff me up, take me to jail, I'll come
Talkin' much shit, I talk what the fuck I feel
A few weeks in the county no big deal

So a like you can't fuck with me
big ballin'ass nigga named King Tee
You think ya can? I don't that you can, though
to Ice Cube and Breeze and the fuckin' piano